Returning from a Distant Book to a Dream (The Same Person as Bao Qian Jian Xin)

For a moment, the soft moonlight covered his eyes; for a moment, sparkling waves of light flashed in his mind. One moment it is the lingering clouds in the sky; the other moment it is the plain white gauze curtain raised high by the sea breeze on the bank of the West Sea. One moment, the cool and refreshing fragrance of laurel comes from the cold and cold moon palace; the next moment, the sea water soaks the white sand, soaking in the breath of tears bit by bit. He is always a superior god, looking down on all living beings and unable to see through her sorrows and joys.